Although getting up slightly late, I managed to drag myself into my second running practice this week. Ran about 6K, really exhausted. I kept asking myself why I signed up for the half-marathon, I think partly because I wanted to prove to myself that I’m completely recovered from my major illness at the beginning of the year, and also partly because I admire persevering athletes, but those reasons didn’t seem to keep me running. I could only focus on my breathing and on counting the number of laps I completed. The joy only came at the end when I managed to complete the distance I planned to run.
Slowly incorporating running practices into my weekly routine, hopefully I’ll be able to keep this up until the actual half-marathon in January.
